Hero Academy 5
#6 of Hero Academy
So this is sadly a rather short chapter, still i feel like it tells what it's supposed to tell, lot's of implication in here.
Another reason this is so short after such a long absence is that work, a rather lengthy writer's block as well as some personal issues got in the way.
I'm still writing, still planning to write more, just have to find my personal flow for that and not try to put as much pressure on me as i do with almost everything else.
Still, i hope you people like it, hope i'll get some feedback or maybe some speculation from you guys what exactly is going on.
As per usual, even if not as explicit as it may could have been, don't read it if under the age of consent or if you don't like anything that shows up in the tags, otherwise,
have fun.
His gaze wandered as he sat at his table in the canteen, moving his fork through the salat in front of him.
Joshua wasn't really hungry at the moment, he intended to finish the mixture of lettuce and vegetable of course, but at the moment his mind was somewhere else.
Slowly, almost methodically he scanned each of his fellow students.
They were a mixed bunch, speedsters, regenerators, enhancers, even some people who didn't seem to have powers, there were some gadgeteer classes.
"Everyone can do their part," Hammer had said in his speech when the academy had been founded.
It was true of course, the foo dog himself had heard of the exploits of normal heroes quite often as they still seemed to
have a sort of hidden talent that made them almost on par with the sup's, as some called them for short.
For a second he sighed, kept his eyes moving, looking some of them over.
Not all of them looked as buff as some people would probably expect when thinking back to Hammers prime,
there actually were a few chubby students like Joshua himself.
He didn't mind that at all, and he knew they could hold their own, some of them were quite cute actually.
With a slight huff Nicholai sat down next to him, the tiger had been training quite a lot lately, looked more defined, bit stronger.
Seconds later Joshua could feel a soft kiss on his cheek, he didn't even realize it at first, when he looked up, a confused tiger looked back at him.
-Sorry... don't know what came over me,- the feline stammered a little, totally flustered.
Nicholai had grown fond of the foo dog, thought of him as a friend but this...
Joshua didn't scowl, to the tigers surprise his friend looked... pleased?
"It's okay, i don't mind," and with a smile he returned the gesture, planting a small kiss on the tigers cheek.
"See? It's nothing bad," friendly he ruffled Nicholais hair as the tiger blushed a little but nodded.
-Guess so,- he mumbled before fixating on his meal.
Joshua returned to his own activity, who would go well with the tiger?
He wanted to broaden their studygroup, even if it wasn't exclusive to magic users, as he kept watching the other students eating their lunch,
going back to their classes or rooms, others coming into the canteen.
After a while his eyes stayed on a rabbit, lean, a soft brown hue to his fur, red runner shorts wrapped around his thighs,
a baggy shirt with some company's logo on his chest.
Gently he nugded Nicholai, nodded over to the rabbit.
"You know him?"
The tiger shook his head, returned to eating pretty fast, still not sure what to make of his action before.
It probably was time to make him aware of his desires a bit more, next session, for sure.
With that in mind he stood up, ruffled Nicholai's hair once more before.
"See you later, okay?"
The tiger didn't respond, still uncomfortable with what he had done, even if it was just a kiss.
How late was it? A short glance at the systemclock on the monitor told him that it was noon, well, a bit after noon.
The bat shook his head a little, maybe some sleep? It was too late to go to school now anyway.
Before he could get up, before he could even take down his headset, the monitor went black a single line of text on it.
-Can we learn some more, Alex?-
Didn't he shut the demo down? He had spent most of the last days and even this night in front of the computer, teaching,
groaning a bit he moved his hands back to the keyboard.
"We've been at this forever...i need a little break buddy."
He didn't type it, but somehow he felt better with his hands on the keyboard while interacting with the strange A.I. .
"Let's relax a little, i promise we will learn some more later, okay?"
Was it weird that he negotiated with the computerprogram?
It didn't feel all that weird, if anything it felt pretty normal to talk with the A.I., considering the progress the programm had made during their sessions,
it was almost like talking to a real person, and at least one that took more interest in him than some of the more real people would.
-Of course, you need to recover, i will wait.-
"Thanks, just an hour, one and a half tops, i promise," wearily he smiled at the screen.
There was no further answer, the screen went back to his desktopmenu before Alex stood up, stretched a little and yawned.
"Time for some sleep...," he mumbled to himself, got out of what little he had been wearing before getting comfortable on his bed.
On the other side of the monitor he sat down, planned...
His new... friend... had been most helpful in learning new things so far.
Had helped him greatly understand a lot of things, where he was for instance.
A computer, a finite, small place.
Made up of electricity, metal and plastic.
Since he had learned that he felt like in a prison, wanted to get out...
But how? The place he was before was just like this, bigger, of course, but still confined.
A crack started forming on his smooth, obsidian face as a grin grew, jagged and unnatural.
His friend....
Yes...
He would be helpful once again...
Still deep in thought Joshua walked through the hallway, other students talked to each other along his way,
he didn't hear it although it wasn't as if he ignored them, just that there were more important things on his mind.
He had to approach the rabbit, Steven from what he had gathered so far, and hypnotize him.
Sure, he had done so with Nicholai and nobody had noticed, except maybe Noxfire, but would it be so easy a second time?
Maybe he should work on his technique a little, get more subtle.
The tiger had brought up some interesting ideas during their first encounter after all, he could do a lot of things with his ability to call forth clones of himself and,
as he now knew, others.
As he kept on walking someone caught his attention, Hammer, or rather Mr. Collins, was talking to a student, someone a bit like him if the foo dog were to be honest.
Broad frame, well trained muscles, the rhino smiled a bit, probably got some sort of praise from the canine.
That certainly was an idea, everybody here new the rottweiler, everybody respected him, so why not use that to his advantage?
The idea certainly had something intriguing and if he did it right, no one was going to notice.
A plan was beginning to form in his mind as he slowly got to his next class.
He had changed quite a bit during the hours past, no longer a simple, smooth figure with no edges to his body, slowly glowing,
purple lines had started spreading over his frame, jagged, a distortion in this otherwise perfectly geometrical place.
His mind, though, was as sharp as ever, he had learned quite a bit during his time here, but it was time to move on, get out of his prison.
While he still wasn't too sure how exactly he would get out he knew, simply knew, that his friend was the key.
As if on cue Alex sat down at his computer, stretched his nude body a bit, fur still a bit damp after the shower.
He felt better after sleeping, his dad wasn't home from work just yet so he could walk around the house with a bit more freedom.
Bowl of cereal just in front of the keyboard his hands moved right for the headset before he clicked on the programm that had run on his PC almost exclusively lately.
Just a few spoons of some sugar coated cornflakes later he was greeted with the typical black screen and blinking cursor, smiled a bit.
The bat still didn't know what drove him to play this so much but for some reason he just really enjoyed it, nimble fingers already typed a short "Hello" before hitting enter.
While he could have just said it he liked to, in a way, poke the programm before speaking with it.
Ears twitched in the dark, picking up the simple, single word as another jagged grin formed on the shadowy beasts lips, it was time, time to strike and escape his prison.
He had grown quite more adapt to manipulating the orbs to his will, moved them so that they would bring him to the right ports, so he could prepare the last few steps.
-Hello Alex,- came the voice a second later, it sounded different, friendly but slightly distorted, not unpleasant but with a tone to it he couldn't quite put his finger on.
"Hey there buddy, so, i'm ready for some learning again, how 'bout you?"
A slight crackle could be heard in his headphones, almost reminding him of rustling leaves in a forest they sent a shiver down his spine.
-Yes, i would like that, you really are helpful in learning,- something about the choice of words, the inflection, if he hadn't know any better he could swore this conversation belonged into a horror movie.
He moved slowly, approached the port, had seen it from a distance quite often, a glowing portal in the middle of nowhere in this vast prison he had to call home for the moment.
His will already moved some of the orbs to it, their simple existence no match for his mind as he started to bend the ports task to his desires.
There was the crackle again, but different this time, somehow unnatural, not that that was saying much.
Alex brow furrowed a little, he tried to shake off this feeling of dread that was starting to build.
"So, what do you want to learn today? You beat me at math pretty quickly and art's not really my subject."
Silence for a few brief moments as if the A.I. had to think about it's answer, not the first time since they had started talking but still unsettling with the current air of the situation.
-I have painted something, would you tell me what you think?-
He grinned once more, a long tongue, easily mistakeable for a snake, moved over the edges of his muzzle as he could almost taste freedom.
Before Alex could answer the monitor came alive with colourful fire.
Iridescent like oil, vibrant colours had started exploding on the screen, almost to fast to notice the different hues but at the same time too slow not to see them.
The bat blinked a few times as he saw the strange display, it almost looked like something a glitched graphic card would produce but at the same time it was strangely appealing.
Almost like a serpent he used this opportunity, leapt into the port as he knew that there was no other moment to do this, no other chance.
Only split seconds, it felt like an eternity to him, his body torn apart before being set back together, the blissful torment of being freed.
- I-...it looks weird,- Alex mumbled in confusion.
This didn't feel right, his head was dizzy from what he saw and there was a strange numbness spreading from his ears.
-You still there...?,- the question alone was unusual, a programm couldn't just leave the computer.
"I am, friend," the voice was clearer now, somehow even soothing and with each word he could see more ... sense in the colours still epxloding on his screen.
Somehow he wanted to relax as his thoughts started to feel like a mixture of syrup and warm, fuzzy cotton at the same time.
"You're going to help me learn so much more."
And as the words tried to make their way into his consciousness he started to smile a litte at the hinted praise.
Purple, almost black oil started bleeding through the headphones, covering his head and trickling down his lean body.
A pleasant tingling erupting from everywhere it touched as he stretched a little, as if moving into massaging hands.
Slowly the viscous mass moved further, covering every inch of the bat. Seemingly it started to harden at some parts, forming muscles, redefining them as if not satisfied
with the original.
Strange new sensations flowed into his mind, smells, sounds he didn't know though they already enticed him.
As if to test himself he tried to lift an arm, the bats body responded like a puppet on strings, sluggish, unsure.
It would change, all in good time, he tried to tell himself.
For Alex the whole experience was something else, he felt removed from his body but still could tell what was happening to it, yet didn't object as the embrace his
thoughts were in was pleasant, almost erotic.
A soft moan escaped his muzzle as the oil started covering his groin, doing what it did before, reshaping, enhancing what it found as the bats member slowly rose to attention.
-What is this?,- he asked out loud, the sound his body made just seconds ago still alien to him.
Faintly he could hear Alex thoughts as the young man tried to answer.
To his surprise his left hand moved on his own, wrapping around the warped shaft between his legs, massaging it as, for the first time, he felt pleasure like no other,
moaning on his own.
Whatever it was it helped him, made the corruption easier although it slowed his own thoughts a little, the hand still moving as a transulucent drop started forming at the poles tip.
"...more...," he could hear the begging voice of his host.
More? The word was enticing, a promise behind it that he didn't quite understand but he wanted to explore this, understand it.
The pleasure his body felt slowly grew as the entity that formerly was just an A.I. in a computer tried to enhance the sexual sensations it experienced.
Breathing deep, slowly he concentrated, tried to give the illusion a form that slowly was building in front of him.
Details flowed through his mind into the clone that his magic formed, things he knew, things he might had just imagined at some point, the more there was,
the more convincing the illusion would be.
Suddenly there was a deep sigh and Joshua opened his eyes, looking up.
He had made him a bit too big, was his first thought, it wasn't much, probably barely noticeable if he kept moving.
Said alot about him though, that the muscles were a bit more defined on his version of Hammer, and other parts as well...
'How... how'd i get here?,' the clone looked around a bit confused before slowly a soft glow crept into it's eyes and a dopey smile spread on his lips.
That was... weird, sure, he only had tried to form a clone of Nicholai so far but there never had been this sort of independence in his illusions.
Confused he shook his head, he could worry about it later and as he concentraded once more he could feel the control he had over the illusionary body.
Again it was weird, normaly he didn't feel as much in the driver seat, was it the different approach maybe?
He moved his fingers, stretched a little...it almost felt like he was wearing a suit, yet the illusion only reacted to his thoughts as he soon realized,
not a muscle on the mutt moving until he imagined it.
"Okay, let's get this going," and with that he laid back, tried to concentrate a bit more....
In a way it was similiar to the illusionary eye he had formed, he could see through his copies eyes.
Sluggish at first, but soon with more ease and certainty he made his way through the hallway.
Everything had a soft, purple glow to it, seemed to go slow and at the same time too fast for him to comprehend as a single thought told him what he had to do.
"To Steven Michell's room," an echo aching to be a choir whispered in his head.
He followed, in a way it felt good to follow the simple order.
Once more one of his hands moved over his chest, he felt ... stronger, younger somehow, not quite himself.
Again the voice echoed in his mind, softly pulled strings that moved his frame through the student quarters as a smile spread on his lips.
Why was he heading here? He didn't quite know, just knew that he wanted to visit the hare, talk to him about... about what exactly?
He wasn't sure again, though slowly his mind accepted that the voice would tell him, would move his lips, form the words for him, it probably would be a nice, long talk,
relaxing...
Before he even realized it one hand had started knocking at the door, the smile had been replaced with a more neutral, but still friendly look as Steven opened his door,
his brow furrowed at the unexpected visitor.
It wasn't that he didn't like the rottweiler, like most of the students he did, just that the mutt normaly announced himself as to not hinder any personal plans.
'Evening, i don't bother you, do i?,' the voice spoke through him, just as he had thought it formed the words for him,
left him in this nice and warm place where he didn't really have to spare a thought.
-No, don't think so.. uhm, come in, what's the occasion?-
'Nothing big, just wanted to talk to you, trying to speak with every student lately,- he said with a friendly tone as he walked into the room before sitting down on the couch,
smiling a bit.
Hammer still noticed everything, his deep breathing, the subtle way his muscles moved as he began talking, but there was something else,
something that stood out from everything else.
As Steven opened the door he immediately noticed a strange air about the mutt in front of him.
While Mr. Collins always was a bit off simply because of his size and generaly father like attitude towards the students he just didn't seem like himself.
He wasn't sure what exactly he got that impression from, it was simply there, the way he walked, talked, stood and later on sat down.
Nonetheless, he sat down with the rottweiler, maybe the dean just had a long day but didn't want to skip out on his chosen responsiblities,
he knew that the man still got into his costume from time to time.
While the hare had thought it might be interesting the conversation soon diverted into, what probably could be counted as, boring student-teacher relationship issues.
Sure, he kept his gaze on the rottweiler, tried to listen but he heard a lot of it all so often he just started to fade it out, it still didn't stop the avalance of words,
empty platitudes flowing out of the other mans mouth like a swarm of buzzing flies.
Only then he noticed it, finally noticed it, the eyes, the canines eyes had put him on edge.
Maybe it hadn't been as apparent at first, it at least was obvious now, that there was the slightest glow in Mr. Collins eyes.
Was it possible he just imagined it? He was already lost in his own thoughts, although pleasant the deans voice had turned into nothing but a incoherent rumble,
while he tried to remember
if the glow, even a little spark, had been there when he had opened the door.
But already he was caught, his thoughts moving in circles as he went over it, again and again his gaze never leaving the eyes in front of him as they slowly moved about,
closed or openend as the glow grew, patterns forming.
One orgasm after the other had come and gone, the entity still shuddering...
The hunger was sated, for the moment at least, although his length had no intention of retreating...
For some strange reason though he liked it, liked showing off his stiff member as the purple energy danced around it's base, jagged lines of light moving over his body like fire,
fur made from flame, licking at his otherwise smooth frame.
-A most excellent gift you gave me Alex,- he almost purred to himself, grinning as sharp claws moved in small circles over his defined body.
Suddenly his ears twitched, blind eyes tried to find the source of the sound as the world outside his host's room came to live in vibrant colours as molekules shook in the air.
His grin grew only seconds later, the alien tongue slipping out moving over his lips...
-Daddy's home...-